Thunderstorm
June 25th, 2012, 09:10 PM
The wind, the wind
It blows and howls
It comes around
And makes a prowl
And when it blows
It brings a wave
A wave of confidence
That you can't save
And when the wave
Of wind blows strong
You walk that way
And can't be wrong
But when she walks
You start to fade
As the wind comes in
And blows you away
Love may not be realized at first, but later on when it is assured, it is too late.
It blows and howls
It comes around
And makes a prowl
And when it blows
It brings a wave
A wave of confidence
That you can't save
And when the wave
Of wind blows strong
You walk that way
And can't be wrong
But when she walks
You start to fade
As the wind comes in
And blows you away
Love may not be realized at first, but later on when it is assured, it is too late.